N.T.A. - Mission, Evan Ford

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Mmm

All of You None of Me

Let go

Look

Woke up this morning

Seen another day

Thank the Lord I’m breathin'

Then get on my way

Everything is everything

Yeah, I must say

We some warriors, man

I’m headed to the bank

Can I be me without my gimmicks?

The dirty one that used to pay

You know, the menace

But they still want me?

Prolly not

That’s why I trust a God to clean

Yeah, regardless of the spots

And the stains that I got

Uh, this on my chest

I gotta get it out

You ain’t believe in me then

Don’t believe in me now, huh

Look

And that prolly sound bitter

But if you knew me back then

You shoulda knew I wasn’t a quitter, uh

It just hurts

How you can give up on me

I was low, I was empty

But I fill up on He

I confess and I believe

But I still been deceived

I had to wrestle, not make moves

Only motions like I’m Eve, hold up

I see you been callin' lately

But my phone be busy

And you’re hardly reachin' me

When I see you, we hardly speak

'Cause there’s nothin' to talk about

'Cause I’ve been gettin', gettin' to it

No, there’s nothin' to talk about

'Cause I’ve been gettin', gettin' to it, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, yeah

Oh, oh

Yeah, uh, I apologize

If this message gets you down

You can choose to hold yo' peace

Or you can speak now

It really should uplift

It all depends on yo' perception

Just me, you know, worryin' 'bout me

Just worry 'bout you, man, get yo' blessing

I’ve been cool with the King

So I had to shift direction

Been gettin' to the money

But movin' with discretion

I see the pain comin'

Never run from it

But if it kill me

They gon' say I kept it one hunnid

Real talk

I won’t regret it

And since He paid with His life, man

I’m forever debted

He the One who gave the gift

So I’m humble, won’t take the credit

If grace let me slide

Then I’m forever debit

Put my phone on silent

Just so I don’t see the call

'Cause most my income

It just distract me from my call

And I never had it all

But it never made me stall

Ask why He ain’t answer

I’ve been busy with my call

I see you been callin' lately

But my phone be busy

And you’re hardly reachin' me

When I see you, we hardly speak

'Cause there’s nothin' to talk about

'Cause I’ve been gettin', gettin' to it

No, there’s nothin' to talk about

'Cause I’ve been gettin', gettin' to it, oh, oh

Oh, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Oh

Agee, boy

God, boy, you should

What, what, my son ain’t good enough?

Golee,

Bruh, you ain’t gotta act like that 'cause you goin' home to Michigan

Mission, you see the same thing

Come on, man, don’t do me like this, bruh